"Hello." Ji Ziyin had just come out of the hospital when she received Matriarch Lu's call.
She opened the car door with one hand and casually listened to Matriarch Lu's flattery. After a long time, she asked, "Where's Lu Yiming?"
She remembered that Lu Yiming had handed the painting she wanted to Qiao Nian two days ago without hesitation and even wanted to cut ties with her.
Matriarch Lu did not know why she was asking about Lu Yiming. She was embarrassed for a long time before saying, "Him? He said that he went out to take a breather."
"Oh, I see." Ji Ziyin's eyes flashed with disdain. "Matriarch Lu, I'm still busy. I don't have time to chat with you."
Matriarch Lu refused to give up. "Why don't I get him to call you when he returns?"
A hint of coldness appeared in Ji Ziyin's eyes as she bent down to get into the car and fasten her seatbelt. "There's no need."
She did not need him anymore!
